Have a seat

Here I sit
a garden chair,
Summer’s whimsy
in the air.

Spiders, flies
and bumblebees
all leave me weak
in the knees.

Stepping stones
lead to the gate,
cracked and chipped
as is my fate.

Cocktails, dinner:
Winter, snow,
and my vacation.

Garden Chair excerpted from here.

1 Comment

  • comment-avatar
    Sue July 8, 2011 (2:12 am)

    I’ve always loved those metal garden chairs. The colors are wonderful!